Subconscious 5 Poem by Marijke McKinney

We'll be forgotten poets
Rolled up sleeves and
Brown tipped hats
Cup of coffee and a ruck sack
Words that will never show
How far we've traveled
On our lonesome rail road tracks
It's never enough
All we ever say
Is left ringing ears
Of people who can't hear
All we ever say
Is to an underground world

Going against the wall
In front of man kind
Go over go over
Don't be defeated
With what they cover
In child like pictures
Fools fools fools
Only poets stumbling
Over an imaginary discovery